…. denotes written words.
… denotes thought
"…" denotes speech
^…^ deonotes Telepathic thoughts or projected thoughts (aka thinking at other people)
Revolutionby T.K. Yuy
Chapter 1- Journal Entries
I'm new to this whole journal keeping thing, so just bare with me, okay?
Before I was accepted to GOA –Goddess Operator Academy- I had never once thought about family. Or about a relationship in general. But since the first Semester ended, and we now have a two week break for the Winter Holiday, I've been thinking a lot about the whole teenager thing.
Clay says it's natural, to want to act on your feelings and emotions. I've always done that, but I don't think this is the kind of situation where that's appropriate. You see, just before I arrived at the Academy I had made a startling discovery about myself. I'm gay. Yes, I said gay. As in Homosexual. As in liking other guys. As in wanting to actually get down and dirty with a guy. Of course, I know very little about the actual 'mechanics' of gay sex, but I do know the basics. Unfortunately, one of my best friends here at GOA, Erts (he's a Pilot you know), knows. He doesn't care, because his brother was gay, and he himself is bisexual, but the fact is that he KNOWS. How does he know you may ask? Well, that's a funny story. I had a free period, so I decided that I'd do a little research for my English paper. I got a little side-tracked and started looking for informaiton about gay relationships. I'd just loaded a page on the do's and don't's of, you know, the whole sex thing, when he happened to walk in. Did I mention that Erts' EX ability is Telepathy? He and his brother both. Well you can guess what he picked up on… since then he's been like my confidant. I can tell Erts anything, and he listens and helps me out. There's this other Pilot too, Gareas, that's real cool with it. Erts brother, Ernest, had a huge crush on Garu-san. I think Erts might too, but it's really not my place to ask.
There's this guy, okay, he's not exactly the most talkative guy I've ever me, but he's a guy. I think I established that he's a guy, Goddess, get a grip on yourself man! Okay, I'm better. So he's kinda quiet and likes to keep to himself, but he's always cold and heartless around people. It seems that when he does actually speak, it's negative, and more often than not, it's a threat. I should know, I try to talk to him all the time. And we always get into a fight of some sort. He always kicks my ass too. Not 'ass' as in my butt, but- you get the point! Of course, now I'm beginning to think that maybe I'm letting him win. I mean he is drop dead gorgeous.
When I first saw him, it was like: "Holy. Shit. He's HOT!" I couldn't stop staring at him, which lead to our first fight. He's all muscle, that's for sure. Anyway, we got roomed together, with my friend Clay, who's a bit of nerd, but still a nice guy. You probably want to know what this guy's name is, right? Well, I'll tell you then. Hiead Gnr. WEIRD! I think it might be German or something. I myself am decended, kinda, from the Old World Japanese. But that's beside the point, isn't it. Hiead's gorgeous, like I mentioned before, and despite his cold exterior, I think that maybe inside he's lost and looking for a way out. Won't tell me what his reasons for wanting to be an Ingrid Pilot are tho'. I don't know why I really care, but he is my competition, and I guess he's my enemy too, we do fight an awful lot. I should have something to use against him, right? Right.
He flipped through the pages of the journal with a smirk on his face, and found the last one. It was dated just before the end of his first year at GOA, 3 years ago tomorrow actually.
Hiead can be such a jackass! We got into another fight, like we do everyday, only he had really pissed me off. Well, I guess my subconsious decided that today I would take his ego down a knotch and I beat the crap out of him. Either way we both ended up in the Infermary for the better part of the evening. Nurse Mitche was nice enough to let me stay while they scanned him ^__^; Then again, he didn't know I was in the observation room with her while Dr. Rill ran the tests. I may have mentioned this before, but Hiead's got a nice ass. He's got a nice bod' period! I would've given anything to have been on that scan bed with him. *Ahem* I think Nurse Mitche knows that too, 'cause she kept giving me these weird little smiles, and would put him up on the screen at all sorts of awesome angles. I thanked her before I left, whether she knew it was for the view or for letting me stay didn't matter. I was ranting about him being a jackass tho' wasn't I? Oh well. I guess it's easy to forgive the people that mean so much to you. Goddess help me, I'm obsessed with a silent but deadly boy with the most incredible ruby eyes. I don't even know anyone else with RUBY colored eyes!
Kizna, as usual, was a pain in the rear during our ProIng outing today. She kept insisting that I just attack Hiead, rather than defend myself. Doesn't she realize that by defending I wear him down and can then strike full force with the element of surprise on my side? I must have told her that a thousand times! She may have helped me get over my Zero Gravity sickness, but she really puts a kink in my style. And to top things all off, she asked me to the Candidates Ball. I told her numerous times that I'm not interested, Erts has told her it's a lost cause, so has Clay. Hell, even her best friend, Ikhny (Hiead's Repairer, although he treats her like shit) told her that I would never go with her. I told her I would never go with her. But guess what? I caved in when she started to cry (which I'm now convinced was all an act) and agreed. I have to wear that damn uniform again. I won't see Hiead. He refused to take Ikhny, and will probably stay in our room or be one of the many wallflowers. Unfortunately, Kizna won't let me out of this. And if she shows up wearing a white or pink dress, or even pale blue, I'll kill her. She knows I hate those colors, but she'll probably wear it anyway. Pray that I come back alive.
He carefully stuck the book back into the secret hole in the bedsprings of his roomates bed (well duh!) and stood up. The smirk on his face was quite maniacal, and he started to laugh hysterically. Not so much at the information he'd gathered, but that the shere fact that he had never known. The fact that he'd been rooming with the boy for 3 years and never knew about his crush. Or his sexuality for that matter. He found the entire thing hilarious.
"This couldn't possibly get any better." he said, pulling his shirt off as he walked to the small bathroom he and Zero shared and knocked.
"Come on in Hiead. It's not like you haven't seen it all before." was the reply from inside as the shower stopped and the door unlocked.
He slipped in, picking up the small hand towel on the back of the door and shouldering it. he noted that the only thing between Zero and nakedness was a thin bathtowel with his candidate number and the GOA emblem on it.he washed his face with a smirk and as he watched Zero dry his hair, made the startling discovery that it was probably the only thing his room mate didn't shave. He'd known of course that he shaved (or waxed) his chest and back, but noticing for the first time that his arms and legs were ferfectly smooth was quite the shock. He'd rommed with the number 88 Candidate for three years, two of which were without Clay, and not once did he remember seeing Zero like this.
Probably because you're actually looking at him. the voice that was is brain shrugged.
He told the voice to shove off.
"Son of a bitch." he cursed, watching the thick line of crimson drip down his finger.
"Hiead?" Zero asked, looking up from his socks.
"It's nothing." he replied cooly, but he knew it wouldn't stop Zero from inspecting the wound.
"What'd you do?"
"I said it's nothing."
"Geex, can't a guy be even a little concerned about his room mate?"
Zero walked out, flinging his towel into the laundry chute by the door and pulling on a pair of boxer-briefs.
"There's a small blue plastic bottle in the cabinet. Put a drop of that on it and it'll stop the bleeding." he called back.
Hiead glared at the cut defiantly. He never went into the mirror cabinet. It was Zero's place for his things; he kept his own toilettries in the cabinet under the sink. When he opened the reflective door, he gawked at the shelves.
A small can of men's shaving cream and a razor, with a large can of 'Skintimate', a woman's shave gel. A botte of 'Nair' sat next to it. After shave and talcom powder, then a thing of Old Spice deoderant. Okay, so that was male. Bue the black liquid eyeliner, mascara, and honey-mint beeswax lip gloss wasn't. Not by a longshot. He didn't bother checking the other labels. He didn't want to know. He just picked up the blue bottle Zero had mentioned, used the small eye droper and…
"FUCK!"
"Oh, I'm sorry. I forgot to mention that it stings." laughed Zero as he walked in, fully dressed. "Put this over it so it won't open up and get blood all over."
He handed Hiead a small band-aid and closed up the cabinet after replacing the bottle. The hair gel they both used was in his hand before Hiead could get the damn bandage open, and back on the counter seconds later. Same as every morning, he mused his damp hair furiously, then ran his hands through it gently. It came out the same every time. Hiead never understood how that was possible, but there were quite a few things about Zero Enna that were hard to believe. The constant cheerfulness was one. The shaved arms and legs were another. Why hadn't he ever noticed?
"You better hurry, or you'll miss breakfast." Zero said, eyes following the smooth curve of his room mates back.
Hiead glared at him through the mirror, and Zero quickly shook his head clear.
You can't think like that around Hiead, moron! He'll pick up on it. he scolded himself as he piked up his books and slipped on his shoes.
"See you in the Canteen." he called back to Hiead, stepping into the hallway, knowng that he would be having problems getting the silver-haired boy out of his head later.
^Zero?^
^Erts! Where are you?^
^The Pilot's table. Are you alright?^
^I'll be fine.^
^Hiead?^
^He's shaving. Couldn't deal with all that skin.^
^Do you think he knows?^
^Doubt it. Although I think he ust ealized that I shave.^
^'Just realized', Zero? It's been 2 years!^
^Can I sit with you this morning? I don't wanna talk this way.^
^Of course.^
Zero smiled and pushed open the door to the packed Canteen. He grabbed a tray, filled it with fruit and waffles sitting in a huge lake of syrup. Coffee and orange juice found their way to his tray and he smiled at his Repairer.
"Morning Kizna." he said, giving her a one armed hug.
"Morning. Where's
Hiead?"
"Shaving, or getting dressed, I dunno.
Why?"
"Ikhny wanted to go over the statistics for todays ProIng outing."
"Oh."
"Don't worry, Yamagi's on your team. Hiead got paired with Clay, and roose's stuck with Force."
"Remind me to congratulate him on that. Nothing gets Roose going like Force Wartilliam being his normal jackass self."
Kizna laughed and Zero headed to the Pilots table. He felt Hiead enter the room and sat down between Erts and Gareas. The blonde-haired Pilot smiled and put a hand on his shoulder, but it was the seemingly unintrested Pilot of Eeva-Leena that got his attention. Well the hand on his upper thigh did anyway.
"Garu-koi,"
Erts warned, chuckling a bit. "Zero doesn't need to show up to his exercise
with raging hormones."
"It wasn't meant to be arousing, it was supposed to be comfort."
"I know, but the wae behind it wasn't."
The three of them laughed as Zero took Garu's hand under the table, eating his waffles at the same time.
"So, he just noticed that you wax, huh?" the green-haired Pilot asked, sipping Zero's coffee.
"Well, the fact that he hasn't seen me in a towel since they reached down to my knees made a bit of the gaze I got this morning a little hot."
"You think he knows?"
"I don't know. He drives me insane half the time, and pisses me off every other time. Nurse Mitche doesn't think they're's anything wrong with that. She's still stuck on that Love-Hate relationship kick."
"Yeah, but you're the only one with the love thing goin' on."
They looked up to see Yio sitting across from them, and Zero knew he was blushing.
"Thanks for saying it so LOUD, Rio." growled Garu, fingering the inside of his thigh. Under his shorts. "Ignore him."
"Always do."
Breakfast passed uneventfully from then on out, and soon it was time for the outing. Zero was calm, yes, but Garu's "comforting" had left him a little stiffer than would be appropriate.
~TBC~
This is my first Megami Kouhosei fic, so please keep that in mind. And just in case you didn't pick up on it, this is when the Candidates are in their 3rd year at GOA. And yes, I know that there's like nothing going on between Erts and Gareas in either the Anime or the Manga, but considering that Ernest is dead, and I like both to think that Erts is just a younger version of his brother, I don't find it hard to believe that there could be something there, eventually. My Muse and I live off feedback, so please hit the little button below and leave a review.
